A listener writes “I had an encounter that wasn’t with a Sasquatch but resembled a small grey alien. I know it sounds crazy, but this experience has haunted me and scared me deeply. I was about 17 years old, living in the Sierra Nevada foothills near Mariposa County, close to Midpines and Highway 140.
It was around 1989, and my sister was living in San Diego with our aunt and uncle at the time. My home life wasn’t great, but I had a summer job in Yosemite, which kept me close to the area despite the many missing person signs I frequently saw! Our property was ten acres surrounded by hundreds of acres of forest, with a few neighbors about a quarter to half a mile away. We had two trailers situated in an L shape on a mountain, nestled among pines, cedars, and manzanita.
One afternoon in the fall, around 3 PM, I walked home from the bus stop, feeling an unsettling vibe in the air. I started to check around the trailers when I suddenly spotted a pearly-white disc hovering right above me. THERE WAS NO SOUND. My brain could not compute what I was looking at. I ducked behind a tree, and when I peeked out, it was just a couple of feet away, silently floating behind the tree – right above me. It was about three feet wide and seemed incredibly advanced, even compared to today’s technology.
Things got weirder from there.
After hovering for a moment, the disc began to drift away slowly, then picked up speed and vanished into the treetops on the other side of the hill. Later that night, however, after my mother and stepfather returned home and we had dinner, I went to bed in my trailer. Around 2 or 3 AM, I was jolted awake by a loud mechanical whirring sound. I opened my eyes, flat on my back, and thought my parents were arguing. But then I realized I couldn’t move. Panic set in as I sensed a presence in my room, and I could feel the trailer just slightly vibrating. Dim light from the other trailer illuminated the space through my window – just enough for me to see something moving in my peripheral vision. Overwhelmed with fear, I screamed silently in my head because I couldn’t vocalize. I kept screaming in my head cause I wanted my Mom. Suddenly, I felt as if my body “unlocked,” and I shot up, panting in terror.
I saw something dart into my dresser, (yes INTO) and I started to panic whimper/cry cause I didn’t know what was going on and really wanted my mom. As I sat there, I caught a glimpse of a curved face with a bulbous eye—like a grey about 3 feet tall—peering out at me from the dresser. I could barely make out features but it was clearly there. Like I scared it or something. It was so freaky. In sheer panic, I leaped out of bed and bolted through the front door, sprinting outside to the back door of mother’s bedroom in the dark. The light went out on my parents trailer. Scared me even more. I kept glancing back but could not see in the dark very good. I saw nothing. I pounded on the door, screaming to be let in. My mom eventually opened the door, confused, and I dove past her into bed between her and my stepfather, completely terrified.
Interestingly, my sister had a Sasquatch encounter on our property, when she moved back from SD – and we both experienced strange occurrences there that I now associate with Sasquatch activity after listening and learning from your show. I’m relieved to live in the Bay Area now, as I’m genuinely afraid to be in the woods at night, especially if it’s way out in the boondocks.”
Sharon H
Scary stuff! Thanks for sharing.
Ron S
Ahhh, the good ole 1980’s. When the UFO’s were still mostly saucer shaped and all assumingely piloted by little grey George Jetson’s, some with warnings for the safety of mankind and others abducting people for terrifying experiments.
But I guess in some regard the unexplained never changes… I mean, what kind of mystery would it be without inciting a little extra anxiety over the possibility of having not just an encounter, but a negative encounter to worry about to boot?
At least they’re still unexplained, unpredictable and as reliably unreliable in attitude as they always were, and didn’t get all cocky and bold with all the new cloaking technology, fancy lights and new craft shapes we see today.
Correct me if I’m wrong, but the other difference seems to be that people don’t see saucers land on the ground or in the road, and people don’t get abducted and then returned (sometimes with strange implants) much anymore. Apparently people just flat out go missing with nothing for us to directly point our fingers at for blame. For something far superior to humans it seems they’ve gotten a lot more cowardly don’t you think?
Charles R
Nice post Ron S. In the late 1980s and then into the 90s these type of incidents were made aware to some of us by Art Bell and Whitley Strieber and the work of John Mack and Bud Hopkins hyptnosis regression, and John Lears surgerys to remove supposed Alien implants and such. Although long before this hyptnosis was performed on Betty and Barney Hill in New Hampshire with there I believe, 1961 abduction. My foray into all this happened either fall of 1958 or 59 at either 3 or 4 years of age range, and I had no idea what was going on, and did not realize until the early 90s. But that first Alien sighting in my bedroom and talking to me with telepathy is my very first memory in life and scarred me pretty good at that time and I too went running to my parents. It did not scare me for life, but certainly was the impetus for all the high strangeness and Bigfoot, etc that I reached out to starting in high school. However at that time there was no one to talk to about this. So I hope this listener will do an interview with Wes as I am sure it could help this person immensely.
avila
I hope you might speak with Wes Germer in depth about your
encounters.